If life was to ever alter
If the sun was to one day stop rising
If the birds were to one day stop flying
Souls would start dying
No one is prepared for the end
And we never knew that our lives were at the beginning
Expect the unexpected
At your young tender age
We are so close but yet so far away from our graves
And if death calls, we shall not be afraid
One day we are going to wake up and progression is going to be made
The storm of life is never late
We can only anticipate
While moving on this chest-board that is earth
Until we return back to the dirt

Once upon time, I was young
Lost in my own imagination
Not realizing that I was as young as I would ever be
See when we are in our twenties
Life is full of hopes and dreams
Time is in abundance
And our risk meter is at a all time high
I shall be a millionaire
No one could tell us that these thought were a lie
Since we are told to shoot for the sky
Now at 30 successful in my own right
I am no closer to being a millionaire than I was five years ago
Although at times it feels like it
Our success is merely a state of mind

Words like love
L.O.V.E
Let me touch your warm skin
Your hands filled with lines
They tell stories
To God goes the glory
L=Left
O=Out
V=View
E=Enlightening
We are familiar with stranger things

Everything has a shelf life
Everything comes to a end
Friendships, relationships, guardianships
All the ships shall sail
And once they do, you are merely left with memories
We often try to relive them
but life isn't meant to repeat itself
At least not within the same person's lifespan
We must learn to live in the present, cherish every second
Seeing how we can't predict or control the future
We know that one thing remains certain
One life-time is enough if lived with adventure
Life is no exception, it to comes to an end
The best we can do is make amends with all decisions

Through out the test of time
I have felt lost
My mind wonders constantly
Is it me or them
Is the process suppose to take so long
Am I meant to be self-reliant
Am I design to be alone
I am happy in my endless racing thoughts
It makes for a exciting day
The way I think about everything night and day
I  am never afraid but wonder everyday
There must be more to explore
Perhaps I am missing the interactions
Or maybe I shouldn't try peopling
Peeping in to escape introversion
One word at a time, losing energy with each passing second as my mouth flip flops
As my social battery drops
I retreat to my enclosed space
To live to socialize another day

Would you believe if I said, I have already met you
Mentally undressed you
And pick up the aroma of your perfume
Carried you across the broom
You were already my groom
See I envisioned you
Guys have dreams too
We go on imaginary missions about saving our boo
The love and fight is hard
But is so worth it
Remember that if a man ever seems like he is taking rejection hard
It's probably because
He has already mentally undressed you
He envisioned jumping the broom, the honeymoon
He has a idea of perfection
He just happen to have found it in your direction
This is a guy's dream

The constant need for admiration
The draining need to make conversation
The constant trying to tear others down
Because your inner peace remains un- found
Entertainment is a mire distraction, masking
distaste
How could one's emotions be all over the place
Going *** for tat with backhanded compliments
Hoping to get a rise, so your emotions are justified
Are you not entertained
The Whoo it's me